Ah…its almost 3 am and I am still up. I tend to stay up later than usual when I am sober and having ADD. I am pretty sure that is not a good thing, but whatever. I can’t do anything about it now. So how about an update instead?
Gucci came over last night, after some failed attempts to get together during the week. After a glass of wine, I got myself some liquid courage and told him that what we had going on was never going to be serious for us and that he is emotionally unaffected. He thought emotionally despondent was a better term. Either way, we are now on the same page for regular sex hook ups and hang outs. I told him my plan and, while trepid at first, he likes the idea. I like the idea that I am pushing him into new directions. If he finds out he is really gay, great. But if he choose that sucking dick isn’t his kinda thing (and he is for sure a bottom) then, at least he had an interesting experience that is great for stories. So today, we both got on OKC and start rifling through the photos. figuring out what we like. Sending out emails is next and we even agreed on some good ground rules. Let’s see if he can stick to them. It’s all going as planned! Wha ha ha ha!!
But funny note, after discussing everything with Gucci last night, I was feeling good and ready for some sex. I had been feeling the pinch lately and it has constantly been on my mind. Got up to pee and when I finished I realized I got my fucking period, a week early. Damn you, blasted womanhood! You really know how to kick a girl when she is down.
I also connected with a few other people from OKC too. I have drinks set up tomorrow with a young lezzy, I do not know how I feel about dating younger people, but my friend MAsh tells me I am an age-elitist, so I am trying to be more superficial instead. Maybe that will work for me, since nothing else has? On Wednesday, I have drinks planned with this guy who I have been playing tag with since October. He is a little weird and very flaky I think, so I am not putting too much on that one. I might have another date set up with a guy for coffee during the week, possibly Friday. He is a chef/wine guy who has pursued me somewhat fastidiously. Physically, I am not sure if I that attracted to him, but it would be interesting to talk to him since he says he is polyamorous.
Then there was the poor econ guy. I went out with him a couple times, he bought me a case of Red Bull, after our first date and a vchat. Yes, a fucking case. The guy was trying to kill me. He has been emailing me, and texting, I have been lying relatively low. It’s nice to talk to him since he understands what I study. I even was encouraging him to apply to my grad school and even to come to the next grad student assembly meeting. However, we never did anything but kiss, and while he is a nice guy, I am so not attracted to him. He is 5′11″ and weights 135 pounds. Thats 15 more pounds than me AND he is only 5 inches taller. I couldn’t handle it. Besides that he has a horrible Michigan accent. So today I called him and told him, with heart wrenching honesty that I wasn’t attracted to him and that I would love to still be his friend. He tried to tell me there was a connection, I wasnt about ready to tell him there wasn’t, I just said I am not attracted to him. He told me he doesn’t think he could be friends.
Ah….now T4.0 is coming into town next Thursday for a long, really long weekend. It will be fun and chill. I do not know what I am going to do with my other potential suitors but I am sure they will understand.
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